"Proof huh?" Robert took out a printed sheet of photos. "It's proof and I have plenty."
Hans saw the photo sheet, he snorted in annoyance when he found a photo of himself making love with his dark girlfriend Hans in various places.
"H-how could you—"
"Isn't that unimportant, sir?"
"Answer me first!! How did you get all this?!" he snapped, rolling his eyes at Robert.
"Mr. Hans ... just so you know, my nickname is the bloodhound. I am good at finding evidence and also good at stratagems, that's why Mr. Louis can also find out your other weaknesses."
"Th-that, you—"
"Sir, the dose of medicine you gave Mrs. Pradipta is still within safe limits, but if you continue to give it for a period of 1-2 years ago, it is not impossible that she will die according to your wishes."
